Chapter 36: Trust Her With Your Heart

Elizabeth's POV:

When a child finally gets to meet his father, that child's mother should be happy and I was happy... just... not very. I wanted to be the one meeting with Will, not Willy. I knew it was selfish, but it was the way I felt. What I wouldn't give to be held in his arms again. My thoughts were soon interrupted however.

"Elizabeth!" Jack called, running down the stairs leading under the deck, where I was. "We've got a proposition for ya!"

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, and we also found out what's been bothering Willy."

"Jack, what's going on?"

"Turn's out Willy's depressed because 'e thinks ol' Will..."

"Jack why must you call everyone old?" I interrupted.

Jack grinned. "Everyone knows parents age quicker than the rest of us."

I rolled my eyes. Jack could be so strange. "Anyway, why is Willy depressed?" I asked, hoping he'd just get to the point.

"Well, it seems that he is indeed depressed because he thinks ol' Will chose to leave you."

Suddenly it all made sense, and suddenly I felt rather sorry for both my husband and son.

"Anyhow, ol' Will's come up with a solution," Jack explained, "He thinks the boy should spend some time with him, get to know 'im a little."

It was a smart idea I had to admit. To object would only be selfish. Willy was just as much Will's son as he was mine. I needed to give the boy a chance to meet his father, to actually get to know him and Will also needed a chance to get to know his son.

"You don't have to agree to this, love," Jack explained. I knew he probably wasn't too thrilled about the idea either. The great Captain Jack Sparrow would never admit to it, but it was clear to me that he really did enjoy spending time with Willy and probably didn't want the child to leave. After all, who else was Jack going to play pirate-dolls with? It really was interesting to see a grown man play with rum bottle dolls.

Then I grew serious again."You're going to miss him aren't you, Jack?" I asked.

Jack shook his head. "A pirate learn to not be attached to others," he explained, but I knew he was lying.

"Tell Will to take good care of him," I said sadly. I knew I had to give up my son, for a little while, as much as I didn't want to.

Jack nodded.

"And make sure he knows he has a daughter, before he leaves," I added.

"May I remind you that I am in no way your slave, therefore I don't have to listen to you?" Jack asked.

I sighed. "Jack you know I can't see him."

"Aye, tis annoying, ain't it?"

I nodded. "Now please just pass on my message?"

"Could swear you were queen or something," Jack mumbelled as he turned to leave.

"Pirate King," I reminded him.

"Aye, and what makes you think I'd listen to the pirate king?" he asked.

"You elected me."

"So I could get me way, which was also in fact your way. Works out to both our advantages really then. 'Course it would 'ave helped if Calypso had of actually did something after we freed her, aye?"

"Jack, please just go to Will."

"There you go getting all ordery again."

"That's not a word, Jack."

"Well now it is!"

"Jack."

"What!?" he yelled.

"Go find Will."

"As you wish you stupid pirate king, who is incredibly old," he said, clearly trying to tick me off, but I gave him no reaction.

"Fine, I'll go get your stupid queen," he said, finally leaving.

I supposed that by queen he meant Will. I rolled my eyes. Jack could be so immature sometimes.

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Will's POV:

"She agreed," Jack announced, standing on the board between our two ships.

"And your sure she's fine with it?" I asked. I did not want her to have to give up Willy for me if she definitely didn't want to. She'd already given up enough for me. If I couldn't be there for her she would have probably appreciated her son being there. Although, at the same time, if she was alright giving up her son for awhile, that could be best for both Willy and I.

"Have I ever lied to you before?" Jack asked.

"Yes."

"Oh... Well, I'm not lying this time."

I sighed, still not entirely convinced that I should trust him.

"She also wants me to make sure you know about your daughter," Jack explained.

I nodded.

"Name's Jacklynn," he continued.

That puzzled me slightly. Why would Elizabeth name her child after Jack? That couldn't have been done intentionally was it? She didn't have any feelings for Jack again did she?

No, what was I thinking? She never had any feelings for Jack. She'd given him to the kraken. That had been the only reason she'd kissed him. Then why had she clearly named our child after him?

"Where did she get her name from?" I asked, just to be certain.

"Me."

So my suspicions were correct. "Why would she be named after you?" I asked.

"'Cause she's secretly my daughter."

"WHAT!?" I gasped.

"Kidding."

"Not funny," I responded, angrily.

"She's named Jacklynn because I want to be remembered, alright?" Jack responded, "One day I'm gonna die and now that is officially your fault."

"How is it..."

"The only thing keeping me from stabbing that heart and living forever is you. So if I were you I wouldn't make old Uncle Jack angry, got it?"

"I want the chest," I stated. I needed to protect my heart.

"Don't trust me, do you?" Jack questioned.

"With good reason! You've put my life in danger before, why wouldn't..."

"Aye, but every time I got you out of that danger, did I not?"

That was true, but it didn't entirely make me feel better.

"Elizabeth, has the chest," Jack explained, "And the key. Do you not think she questioned me as well? Why do you think she sent Willy to give the spare key to you... because she doesn't trust me with it. The chest is safe with your wife."

"And how am I to know you're not simply saying this so you may stab it when I least expect it?"

"You'll have to trust me."

"I've learned not to trust pirates."

"Not even Elizabeth?"

"Elizabeth is the exception."

"Then trust her with your heart," Jack said, "Literally and figuratively."

I stood silent.

"Now do you want to meet your daughter or not?" Jack asked.

"Bring her to me," I ordered.

"You know you and Elizabeth are both perfect for each other," Jack said, as he turned to walk back to Elizabeth's ship. "You're both ordery!"

"Jack, that isn't a word."

"That's just what she said," he said as he left.

A few minutes later he was back, holding a tiny little baby girl. He passed her to me.

"How old is she?" I asked.

Jack shrugged. "How would I know?"

"She's about six days old," Willy explained shyly. The child had been standing nearby the whole time, but hadn't spoken a word until now. "The compass pointed to you the day she was born and the sun has set five times since then."

I nodded. My son really was rather smart, especially since he was only two years old!

"She has her mothers eyes," I said.

"I noticed that too," Willy quietly said.

"Well, anyhow," Jack began, "We ought to be heading off now."

I nodded and gave Jacklynn back to him. "Thank you, Jack," I said.

"For what?"

"Looking after them all."

"Aye, well... I've got to be leaving now and you've probably got things to do with the dead and all that other gross stuff, so have fun!"

I was certain I wouldn't be having any fun and I was pretty sure Jack knew that. I really was a little worried about this whole chest business though. I wasn't certain that I could trust Jack to not stab the heart. That would be awful. Especially, if Willy was on board my ship when it happened. I did not want my son to have to see me die!

I had to trust Elizabeth with it though. I already trusted her with my heart figuratively, why not literally as well?

I'd trusted her with it all those years ago when I'd first given it to her. What was the real difference now? Sure, Jack all of a sudden had a certain interest in immortality, but that wasn't new, was it? No, back then I had no guarantee that Jack wouldn't stab the heart either.

The man had saved my life though. If he hadn't of helped me stab the heart, all those years ago, I would be completely dead now. That would be awful. Poor Elizabeth would be completely alone in the world. At least I've given her two children even though I can't be with her myself. That would never have happened if not for Jack.

He wouldn't stab it, would he? I supposed all I could really do was hope that he wouldn't and trust Elizabeth to make sure he didn't. She wouldn't let him. I had to believe it, there was no other option than to believe it. Elizabeth could be trusted with my heart.

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A/N:

So I thought I updated this awhile ago, but apparently I didn't. Sorry. Anyway, if everybody could review that'd be awesome! Thanks for reading!